Title: About Yu
Prompt: Searching, Fireplace, Mercy
Series: D.Gray Man
Characters: Allen, Lavi, Kanda and Mugen
Rating: T?
Comments: Just something generated by a random word prompt. Trying to take my mind off things. Correction. Trying to blow my mind away so as to take it off things. Quite cracky. You have been warned.
"So what do you want to know about Yuu-chan then? Since we've snuck into his room and everything..."
Footsteps echo down the corridor. Footsteps that seem to be approaching them.
"Er. Lavi?" Allen squeaks, only to be completely ignored by a Lavi who is by now, as wide-eyed and excited as a little boy in a candy store.
The footsteps stop completely just meters from the door.
"Ok. Since you're still so undirected in your inquiry. Some trivia. Did you know that Mugen makes a silken sound as she slides out of her sheath."
A silken sound slices through the silence.
"Er, Lavi? I think..."
"What is it this time, Allen-kun? Geez, you're really..." says Lavi crossly. He turns around only to see his friend going almost cross-eyed staring down the length of a silvery blade.
"oh rats."
"What do you think you're doing in MY room?" A menacing low growl from the shadows. Obsidian eyes glint dangerously.
"er. Looking for a..." Grey eyes roam randomly around the room looking for a suitable excuse... A grey brick heath hidden behind forbidding wrought iron grilles catches his eye... "Fireplace?" Huge drops of sweat break out on Allen's brow. Lavi, I hope you're ready to talk us out of this one.
"Ah Yes. I was just giving Allen a guided tour of the Dark Order Headquarters seeing that he's new here and all, and suddenly, since we just happened to be walking past, I couldn't help but remember from page 397 of the book the Architecture of the Dark Religious Order that YOUR room had a particularly fine example of a gothic fireplace, complete with an exquisite wrought iron guard! So... Seeing that your door was ajar and everything, I thought I'd bring him in here to take a look. Did you know that..."
Allen goggles at the amazingly smooth flow of nonsense spouting forth from the Apprentice Bookman. He tries to catch his attention, tries to signal him that maybe it might be a good time to run, but by this time, Lavi is racing off, the bit in his teeth.
Kanda is not the least bit impressed. Mugen's tip sways nearer. She's almost at Allen's throat now, forcing him backwards. Allen tries to circle around. The door never looked so inviting before, or so far away. He tugs hard on Lavi's scarf wishing he dared to tell him to shut up and run. The red head, oblivious to the danger, rattles on.
"And in this corner we can see here another interesting piece of original Dark Order History! I'd like you to notice the particularly fine detailing on the cupboards, no doubt from one of the previous occupants of the room. Yes. Some may call it crude, but we prefer, succinct, to the point. The previous occupant's worldview summed up in 2 monosyllabic words!"
The doorway is almost within sprinting distance now. His spirits rising, Allen feels the need to indulge in a little humor.
"Have mercy on us, oh great swordsman with the straight cut bangs!" Dragging his erstwhile walking Encyclopedia along with him, he dashes out the door, kicking it shut in Kanda's face before pelting down the corridor as fast as his legs will carry them both.
Strangely, there is no pursuit. They pause, amazed by their good fortune. An almost deafening silence fills the corridor in which the barest whisper of sound can be heard.
"Just because he complimented you doesn't mean he isn't still a little scamp who ought to be taught a lesson, Mugen-hime."
Though the boys strain to hear her answer, the only response they can detect is a peal of pleased laughter followed by a creak of springs.
Allen flushes furiously while Lavi shrugs.
"Oh, that. I could have told you about that a long time ago." He says nonchalantly before swaggering off.